The tens of thousands of Ratmen stationed here had once relied on the terrain to put up a tenacious resistance, including some formidable Transcendents among them.
There were indeed Transcendents among the Ratmen, and not a few.
Yet, under the relentless, unreasonable heavy firepower of the Lizardman army from the Gutaf Kingdom, these Ratmen were eventually defeated in the end.
At this moment, the entrance of the cave had been cleared, with a team of fully armed Lizardmen guarding it.
Following his teammates into the cave, Sir Dickbin, who had been complaining about the difficult path, suddenly stopped in his tracks and instinctively covered his mouth and nose.
It was an indescribable odor.
It wasn't the smell of gunpowder nor the stench of corpses, but a mix of decay, excrement, and the scent of Magic Potions among other despairing odors.
